I sit here, I bear cross legged, head bowed down, hair fallen over, wet with the stream of the shower
The tears I cry, coat my hair with a glistening shine
The drops of pain fall steady in a rhythmic motion down each tendril, down the drain
The drops of relief fall steady, one by one it cleanses
Don’t be sad to cry, be grateful to cry
Bear witness to a rebirth with every drop. Each tear, contains the essence of your soul
The howling of your soul to be heard, to be seen, to be unearthed, to fulfill the healing
Every tear dropped is a renewal, a cleansing for your soul
Tears are a way of your soul setting free, crying from the depths
Take comfort in your tears, for they are a very part of your soul, your very core
Being shaken to your core, is the exact thing that opens your soul
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